Poor Shay Shay

Shay is starting to treat her vet’s as a place she has a weekly subscription for. It started between Christmas and New years when she had a split nail that required a little surgical removal.

Then there was the follow up for that. Thankfully after five days with a cone and two prescriptions she healed well. But last night she woke Russ up every hour and needed to go out. Thankfully he wakes up when she does this. I do not.

So I called the vet and they had a spot for her, as they do every week. They asked me to catch a urine sample, which was easier to get than I thought it would be using a wide mouth plastic container. When I told her we were going in the car she started shivering. So far every car trip has been to the vets.

Sure enough she has a urinary tract infection. Poor thing. This adds insult to injury jury. At least there were no invasive exams. Back to having two extra pills to take everyday. I hope she heals well and quickly. She can’t stand going back to the vet any time soon and Russ needs a good night’s sleep. Oh the life of an old dog, and I mean Shay.